#but hey you have the askers now!

[frmisnow]

✧˖ ?!— BATHROOM OF POSSIBILITIES ˚ 𖦹‧ . - (NSFW.)

— ‧₊˚ — 🥝‧₊ : "is it true that you're a whore ??"

summary. who would've thought that you'd end up fucking your besties socially awkward friend in a bar bathroom??? (only to get caught by your bestie..) anything is possible !

notes. omg i'm so sorry i SUCK at writing threesomes, i won't even try!! i still hope asker is satisfied, much lovee!! ₊˚⊹♡

warnings/includes. (MDNI!!) (002 / getting caught), jk is socially awkward around new ppl (we r lowkey twinning here), cocksucker & whore mentioned, unprotected sex :( (they r reckless and a lil stupid), bathroom sex

the guy yoongi dragged into the conversation was hot- like really hot.

usually when yoongi introduces you to his other friends, they're either high, drunk or filthy rich that just seemed to be the typa guys yoongi attracted- nonetheless maybe this guy was all of the above.

though weirdly enough his eyes didn't quite settle like ever, he couldn't look you in the eyes even just once as yoongi punches his arm lightly for him to talk.

"hey," he greeted, and the sound that escaped his lips was unexpectedly awkward, almost stumbling over the single syllable.

yoongi chuckled, sensing the surprise on your face. "Don't let the intimidating exterior fool you," he teased, clapping Jungkook on the back. "jungkook here is a little socially awkward. it's kind of adorable, actually, you're gonna love him tho"

"why are you talking about me like i'm not right by your side," jungkook mumbeled quietly in response, his gaze looking to his feet as yoongi smiled at him like he was some forgein never-been-seen before animal species, ignoring his response, "he's exactly like the guys you usually fuck"

"now that just sounds like i blow all your friends off, that's just wrong, yoon-" you snickered, shaking your head, sipping the rest of his drink down in a swift motion as yoongi rolled his eyes, "can you stop drinking my shit? man, i can give your broke ass a few pennies for a drink" he pinched your cheek like he was talking to a child, "let me do chariety work"

"sounds just like something an old man like you'd do," you leaned against the bar casually, "y'know do some chariety and then take your little nap"

yoongi rolled his once again, quite poorly hiding the grin that snuck it's way onto his face, turning full way to jungkook like he forgot of your existence, "see? she's a brat, a menace, a whore- anything under the sun-" he paused like he was thinking of something, "i need a drink"

till turning again, pointing a finger at you, "cause you drank it all up, you'll pay for it sooner or later" slowly walking off not even waiting for an answer as you yelled, "shouldn't have insinuated that i'm a brainless cock sucker"

after he was out of sight, you turned your attention to jungkook who's eyes had been observing every detail of the past conversation, you shook your head in pretend-frustration, emphasizing: "sorry you had to witness that, when it gets over the time of 12pm and he's desperately over his bed time, he just gets so..." you sighed like you were in extreme concern, "cocky"

it was the first time your eyes linked, a small but growing smile on his face, "you're funny, i like you"

"well then it doesn't take much to impress you," you smiled back, thinking for a few seconds. no, you wanted to know more about the dude- at least one of you has to try. "but for real why are you out of all people friends with yoongi?"

he tilted his head up slightly like he was in fact trying to look into his brain to see an answer, "i think he's fun.. at times and i'm pretty sure he's a sweetie at heart"

you nod along, yoongi can be truly insufferable but if he did care when needed and maybe that was just enough- you shook your head trying to not overthink it all of a sudden, switching the topic, "truth or dare"

he raised his eyebrows for a split second, surprised by the abrupt topic switch, "truth"

"weirdest place you've ever had sex?"

he let out a little breathy chuckle, the sound of jungkooks laughter generally pretty, "an ikea bedroom," he played with his lip piercing like he was contemplaiting wheather he should say the next thing, "just a bit of fingering nothing to extreme nonetheless truth or dare?"

"truth"

"you're no fun," he pouted jokingly till adding, "is it true that you're a whore?"

this was not the position you imagined yourself at the end of the night- no, scratch that, this was not the man you imagined to be with in this position, pressed against the mirror of a dirty bathroom, ass hurting from the bath sink you were seated on, jungkook out of all balls deep into you.

his mouth was pressed against your neck, whispering horny sweet nothings against the bare skin, how much of a cock sucker you actually were, how easy it was for him to get you here, how stupid and solely cock-focused you were.

it was like all his awkwardness wore off the longer he lingered next to you as he pounded into you like he had fucked you tens of times before.

you didn't care if you were completely reckless right now or if the door was open and anyone could fucking walk in at any given moment or where yoongi was - after all maybe jungkook was right: all you could think of right now was his dick deep inside you.

"do you go around and fuck around with all of his friends behind his back or is it just me? mmh, c'mon answer" your tongue felt tied, it was like you had water in your ear, his words not quite audible as you shook your head, not getting it, "made for taking dick, exactly like i thought"

he spread your legs a bit wider, cock scretching your pussy just the right way as you creeked out something about 'needing to cum'

his fingers entertwined in your hair, pulling it just lightly, biting his lips trying to conceal a whimper at the feeling of your pussy tightning round him, "i'll give it to you, wanna have you cum all over my dick"

a high pitched scream aired through the room, so loud like somebody had witnessed a murder - simultaneously it felt like your little bubble of pure utter hornieness had popped, looking to your right to look at a deeply digusted min yoongi, who's hands were already covering his eyes like a defence mechanism.

"it's not what it looks like!"

you both yelled, jungkook pulling out instantly covering you with his shirt that had been thrown onto the ground like fifteen minutes ago, "what do you mean? your dick was in-" he shook his head dramatically and in a repeated fashion while you threw your clothes on as fast as you possibly could, "i don't think we can be friends anymore.. that image uhh-" he did another disgusted expression, covering his mouth like he was still in after-shook.

it took about ten minutes to calm yoongi down (and a whole lot of promises and gaslight about how he was probably to drunk for his own good) till you both sat him down into a taxi taht was going to safely drive him home.

you stood there outside the bar in the cold air of the night silently for a little while before you both started laughing, what started as a tiny chuckle turned into cackling like maniacs.

eventually you got your shit together, mumbling "well that was awkward" he grinned in response, "right before cumming too- how cruel"

jungkook played with his piercing once again, gaze zoning out shortly till returning to yours, "how about i take you home and you get to finish off just like you deserve?"

#kpop smut #bts ff #bts fanfic #bts fic #bts imagines #bts x you #bts x reader #jungkook x reader #jungkook #jungkook fanfic #yoongi fic #min yoongi x reader #yoongi fanfic #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x you #jungkook fic #✉️ frmisnow! 1k follower event

[ask-whitepearl-and-steven]

Um, hi! Regarding that other anonymous asker wondering about the comic's enjoyability, I actually WAS one of the people who voted "I've never watched the show but I do read the comic" in that poll; all my prior knowledge about Steven Universe was from passive osmosis. I don't know anyone personally who likes it either, my baseline is limited to, like, the premise and 'hey I think that one's a major character?' every now and then (this was most recently Lapis Lazuli. Peridot I'm prettttty sure is canon, but I didn't recognise her right off. Betting that Sea Glass isn't. No clue about Jasper).

So if it's of any help, from my experience I do think that your comic is fairly accessible to folks outwith the Steven Universe fandom! I read long-form fanfiction for media I know nothing about on a regular basis, and it does a good job of explaining the core concepts required for the plot to hold water; it makes it much harder to spot foreshadowing that I feel may have been more obvious to experienced readers (e.g. I didn't get anywhere near working out Earl's issue because I didn't know that A. White Diamond could do mind control, or B. what societal role Pearl-class gems (is that the term?) hold relative to the Diamonds), but the actual narrative itself holds up well so long as you're willing to put the thought in. Actively following your blog helps a bit too, I've gotten extra context clues from the FAQ and asks you've answered.

My one warning would be that reading a long-form story for a fandom you don't know is a very different experience. The best way I could describe it is akin to reading Arthurian stories or folkloric retellings without studying the source material: while the main narrative is comprehensible, you become distinctly aware that certain parts are name-checking their original culture in a way that the author expects to be apparent but isn't, not to you. I spend a lot of time faintly baffled when I'm not cross-referencing between multiple fics for commonalities to reverse-engineer (also do that regularly, would recommend), which is fine! It's fun! Might not be for everyone, though.

I just want you to know I love this ask, and I was enraptured reading this. It's a very cool insight! Especially as someone with the exact opposite reading philosophy, this is extremely valuable.

It's neat to also get a confirmation about the fact that a lot of over-the-top stuff that was meant to echo the original show might not get pinged by those who aren't familiar with the original. Though to be fair, people didn't quite pick up on what was happening with Earl even when they knew what White Diamond's powers were.

I also find it hilarious to realize that Jasper might not be a recognizable original-show character to most outsiders. DEMOTED!

#chekhov answers

[txttletale]

hey, "sorta-long time viewer, first time asker", thought i'd reach out to ask about your recommended reading on socialist/communist theory. besides the obvious like the Communist Manifesto and the works of Lenin and such

optionally, i'd appreciate sources to access and read what you pick out, but i can probably manage on my own without them

please and thanks! <3

obviously bear in mind that my perspective is just one and quite limited -- & also that i very much approach marxist theory from the lenses of anti-imperialism and cultural studies. that said, my basic recommended reading list of books that equipped me with the ideological tools i have now would look something like:

engels, principles of communism

marx, wage labour & capital

marx, the german ideology

engels, socialism: utopian & scientific

luxemburg, reform or revolution?

lenin, the state & revolution

lenin, imperialism: the highest stage of capitalism

fanon, the wretched of the earth

rodney, how europe underdeveloped africa

nkrumah, neocolonialism: the last stage of imperialism

gramsci, the prison notebooks

adorno & horkheimer, the culture industry

parenti, inventing reality

chomsky & herman, manufacturing consent

benjamin, the work of art in the age of mechanical reproduction

castro, capitalism in crisis

a lot of these texts can be found for free on marxists.org. the rest can be found for free on all kinds of cool websites if you type their name into google search with 'pdf free' at the end

#ask

[gaymurdersalad]

Hey Jack can you give us a tour inside your house??

>Oh oh ohohohoh!! Allow me, asker! I’ve been studying Sportsy’s floor plan for years! Imma reliable source, I even know where all his furniture is!!

>Here’s the map I drew on my seventh visit!

>You got two porches, one in the front and one in the back; his little livin’ room, got a couch, a tv, and a little table with two chairs; his kitchen is connected to his livin’ room and it’s got a window in the wall that looks onto the livin’ room too, how cool is that?! Next you got his hallway where his bedroom, his bathroom, and a storage closet reside. Standard bathroom, I’m in here right now, just shaved with his razor blades since I left mine in an alley somewhere in Nebraska! He’s got his orange face paint in here and his cheap cologne too, oh man, this shit smells so good…

[ HUGE, UNGODLY, OTHERWORLDLY SNIFFING NOISE ]

>I digress, Asker! The storage closet just has some blankets and old clothes. Next is his bedroom. Oh, his bedroom. He’s got this king sized bed and the mattress is squeaky as hell! I dunno how the fucker sleeps! Sheets are covered in orange. Pillowcases too. Clothes all over his floor, all over his dressers, which are full of sweatshirts and boxers and sports bras and the like. There’s a doggo in his closet? I haven’t asked him about it. I don’t know if he knows. He’s gotta know, right? He leaves his fuckin’ half-drank pop cans and beer bottles everywhere! He’s lucky I’m a cleaner at heart. I just finish off whatever he leaves and keep the pop tabs ‘nd caps before I throw everything away.

>There’s your house tour! Hope that helps, Asker!

>Dave, you’ve been in there for an hour, get the fuck out. It should not take that long to shave, and I know you’re not shaving off that god-awful rat satche.

>Oh, please, you love it Old Sport.

>It makes me want to vomit harder than you have the past two days.

>Gah! You don’t mean that!! You don’t know what yer sayin’ Old Sport!!

#murder salad #gaymurdersalad

[mokutone]

Hey I hope it’s okay to message you! Just wanted to check in on how you were doing… I wanted to DM you but I’m way too shy, I wanted to let you know— in 2023, after four years of complete silence, your art inspired me to start creating again. From 2019 to 2024, I was completely run dry. I didn’t create a single piece of art! But seeing your wonderful drawings, the way your compositions seemed to breathe life into your art, and your gorgeous use of colors… helped me to start creating art once more! It’s almost a year since then, and I’ve still been steadily creating. Thank you so much for bringing joy back into my life!! I had forgotten that it existed all along… I appreciate you and your art so much, I hope that you have many happy things to smile about. Peace and love 🫛🤍

i've gotten a handful of asks gently prodding me to make sure i'm alive (theyre very sweet) and i'm answering this one only bc it touched me deeply if i wait a while to answer it i know the asker won't get alerted so! 1) it's definitely okay to message me! but, that said: i probably will not reply to most asks for a very long time (sorry!) 2) that is, i think, the sweetest thing you could possibly say to me—maybe to any artist. i'm really, really, profoundly glat that my art made you want to make art too!!! other artists have done this for me when i was stuck, and i am eternally grateful to them, and now eterernally grateful to you, for finding what you needed in my art, that's a beautiful thing, and it's an honor as an artist!! i hope that somebody is brave and kind enough to tell you that your art inspired them to create—its a feeling like nothing else. i'm SO, so glad, that art is bringing you joy again!!! 3) (as for how i am doing—life continues, in its own way. most things are not good, but some are! i've made a promise with myself not to post on this blog until i sort out some unfortunately very real life difficulties, and.......it's been a year and i'm still working on it! life continues. good days and bad days. i suppose i'm also in a bit of a silent period of my own at the moment, in many ways! it happens to everyone, and it'll end eventually for me too)

and, with that said—let the silence resume for now.

#follow up questions will probably not receive answers (sorry!) #i still love tenzō dearly and i still think about him fairly often #but i am being good. and i am trying to focus on the problems in front of me instead of creating new more fun ones w/ art #Sigh. It's What Tenzō Would Want Anyway. #one day i will return to your dash #things are just kinda strained atm

[beebopurr]

Why are so many people saying Casey Jr is 20... No he's not...? Unless you think so that is. Ron said he was around late teens or 20, so you are given a choice to like, choose what specific age you want to see him as.

Look I'm even going to cite my sources for this:

See? Now can people stop spreading misinformation/omitting details? Jeez...

Okay first of all chill out, second of all it's not that deep. I don't even have Twitter why are you getting all pissy in my ask box because someone said to me in an ask that Jr was 20 and I responded as if that was the case because it was in the context of the ask?

I highly doubt that anybody is actually spreading misinformation on purpose like you are implying. Even if they are it's not a reason to talk down to people.

MANY people and, I'm assuming, that asker are only saying that Jr is 20 bc it's a JOKE. Hyperbolic satire is a thing for a reason.

I appreciate that you are just trying to share the truth but there is no reason to come at it with the energy you've got. All you had to say was "hey! Just wanted to let you know, Jr could be 20 but the creator said he's actually in his late teens or 20." I get annoyed at trivial stuff too but the polite and mature thing to do would be to wait until you've cooled off to say something. I'm sick of people being so passive aggressive in my ask box ya'll need to learn some manners or sm💀

#asks #rise casey jones jr

[jenniferjareauwife]

Hiiiii could you write a jj x reader where reader meets jj’s kids, doesn’t have to be daughter or son.

She's My Girlfriend

pairing: jennifer jareau x fem reader

category: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 630

summary: you meet jj's boys

I gnawed on my lip nervously while staring out the window of JJ's car. We were on our way back from the work and I was meeting Henry and Michael for the first time. Michael was just barely a toddler but Henry was 8 and I didn't want to make a bad first impression. "Baby don't be so nervous they're gonna love you, ok?"

"It's impossible not to be nervous." I chuckles awkwardly as I chewed on my thumbnail. She took my hand from my mouth and kissed it before holding it in her lap.

"We're here. You gonna be ok?"

"Only if your kids like me." I flashed her my best smile, making her laugh a bit before she turned off the car.

I held my breath as we stepped in the house. Henry ran up to JJ and jumped into her arms, making both of us smile. "Hey buddy. I want you to meet someone, ok?" She held up against her, holding him up with her arm under his body

"Who are you?" He asker with a goofy smile, his long hair covering his left eye.

"This is y/n. She's my girlfriend." JJ's eyes lit up when she looked at me. I held out my hand for him to shake but he just pulled on my pointer finger while laughing.

"Do you kiss?"

"Yes we do." JJ confirmed with a soft laugh.

"Pretty." Henry said.

"I think she's pretty too buddy." I blushed at his and JJ's compliment. "We're gonna order pizza tonight, how does that sound."

"Yay!" He lifted his arms up into the air triumphantly. As if it was his cue, her younger son Michael started crying from upstairs. JJ sighed and suddenly had a tired look on her face, making my smile fall.

"Everything ok?"

"That's the sound that wakes me up in the middle of the night. I don't enjoy it." I frowned as I followed her upstairs.

She held Michael in her arms and slowly rocked him back and forth, kissing his forehead while whispering comforting words even though he couldn't understand them. "Anything I can do to help?"

"Do you wanna try holding him?" I nodded, taking her offer and holding Michael in my arms. It wasn't immediately but he stopped crying after about a minute. "You are never leaving this house again." She whispered. "You're my savior babe." She kissed my cheek, wrapping her arms around my waist from behind, taking in the silence. "Do you want to stay over tonight?"

"I'll never turn down a sleepover." I smiled and turned my head a bit so she could kiss the corner of my mouth.

"Thank you so much."

"Of course." I leaned down to plant a kiss on Michael's forehead, smiling as his mouth slightly parted. "He's so cute, you know that? You make cute babies." She blushed, squeezed me a bit tighter.

"We should have a baby someday." I couldn't help but smile at her suggestion.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, we should." I could feel her eyes on me from behind as well as her huge smile. "I think we would have really cute babies. I just hope it's a girl. Boys are hard to take care of." She sighed, resting her chin on my shoulder while staring at Michael's cute face as he fell back asleep.

"Let's do it."

"What?"

"Let's do it. Let's try for a baby."

"Really? Now? You want to?"

"Of course baby. Unless you don't want to, I mean Michael is only two-"

"No no. I want to try for one." She brushed my hair back from my face. "I want a baby with you honey." She kissed my cheek again. "I want a family, with you."

"I love you so much."

"I love you more."

#criminal minds #jennifer jareau #x reader #jennifer jareau x reader #lgbtq #wlw post #jennifer jareau x you

[thatdeadaquarius]

Was reading thru ur answered asks again (also hey lol i CAME BACK--) and like. Oh my god. It gave me The Most Idea.

So you get isekaied to Teyvat right? They hear your og language, they revere every single worf from your mouth, yadda yadda yadda. But like. How does SLANG AND THE OTHER ASPECTS OF UR OG LANGUAGE translate. I am having VERY heavy flashbacks to Pokemons "jelly filled donuts".

So like-- for example: (this is the first one that came to my head dont judge me i am tumblr trash) (lets also assume that traveler has perfect understanding of ur language and slang and all the nuances of it)

Lets say you and the traveler were hanging out with some of the Vision holders, and the traveler had some shenanigans and pranks or something planned. After they pull their shit, you say "i hate you so much (affectionate)". Which kind of throws the Vessels in for a loop because like-- their god literally just said they HATED someone. And hate is a PRETTY STRONG WORD. So they should DEFINITELY strike them down for catching their gods ire but-- AFFECTIONATE????? how does one hate someone affectionately???????? Does this mean their god hates the traveler but decided to recind their hate last second? Is it some form of Divine and Holy emotion that cannot be described by the mere words of their language????

Meanwhile youre just there vibin and having a blast with the traveler while you casually give them a philosophical crisis AHAHAHA

Another example is shortened words-- because i know teyvat doesnt have shit like "ily" or "omg" or "lmao" or "fyi" or "brb". Because honestly, without the cultural knowledge and background of the internet, these sets of letters are just fucking GIBBERISH.

And i know that like-- i know enough internet slang abbreviations that i can literally just talk in jumbles of letters, so how in the WORLD would the vessels interpret that? Because its very clear that their god is just using the letters of their language, HELL they might even use Teyvatian letters so what in the world are they saying????

So theyd just hear a convo between the traveler and reader thats like:

Reader: traveler, i gtg asap; tldr i forgot some stuff back in the cr brb

Traveler: wait fr?

Reader: yeah fr

Traveler: lol f

Reader: (sighs) ffs man-- anyways brb for real

Traveler: cya

And the vessels are just watching the exchange like "huh?? What????? What just happened here??????" And theyre just wondering if they used teyvatian to talk in the "divine language of the gods" but nah-- yall are just dickin around AHAHA

Hey, so it came to my attention some of this was AAVE, and while i am southern so things like "ya'll" got included w/o me thinking - thats not an excuse for me to use this as a white person.

so if you wouldnt mind letting me please know if i do this as we talk abt language more and more - i do not want to repeat shit like this again.

I'm genuinely sorry to any black readers out there.

I've personally seen and cringed with you when I see imagines/reader things that assume a white person as default,

All I can do in ur eyes is promise that I am actively putting a stop to my ignorance of things like AAVE, and ask for forgiveness (which you arent obligated to give, never feel that way).

So with that in mind, read the ask below with caution, although it has since been edited.

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ITS YOU!! >:D

A treat for ur ask my liege 🤲🍪✨️

I think u were literally the first asker after my first SAGAU/Isekai language brainrot post!! Omg u came back with a banger LMAO

What in the public menace is this...

(Gif is traveler and u pranking bitches)

Traveler knowing our world + language + SLANG?? INTERNET?? is SUCH A CONCEPT

So much room for inside jokes

I absolutely love the first one u said about phrases these days/gen z ig? slang

Its like so dramatic now that i think about it

Hate / love / dead / die / just straight up threats towards ur friends as affection or if theyre annoying u 😭

So many explicitives that make it hit harder too "go fucking die, my love <3"

^^^Or yeah like contradictions lol

♤

I think it was @nexylaza (srry abt the tag!) who replied to one of my earlier asks about blunt language how that might sound like to Teyvatians like ur emotions sound more extreme than what u actually feeling (which makes sense ur literally using hate = mildly dislike LMAO)

Same situation here like what u said ^^^

♧

(Ok i did lovely Aether awhile back so we'll go w/ Lumine this time! <3 u Aether!!)

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*idk at an event/party for your arrival or something, and ya hungry fucks r hoarding the buffet table lol 🍻

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You: "Shut the fuck up Lumine-"

Lumine: "Why r u pouring ur drink like ur in a earthquake lmao? Shaky hands lol"

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*The immediate area of people around you go dead silent

*Lumine laughs

💀💀!!

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Lumine: "Your gonna miss our cups LMAO"

You: "Bitch!" (u grinnin too lol)

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*the whole rooms now quiet 😭

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Lumine: "Don't spill- 🤣"

You: "I fucking hate you u whore <3"

(And u give the most genuine like abt to laugh smile🥰 )

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*...a confused and kinda scared tension fills the room lol

*So poor Noelle, is like, oh. my. god. Creator is that upset with Lumine?? I must try to see what happened, how I can help! I dont remember Lumine doing anything bad to them! Shes wonderful y u do this to her 🥲

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Noelle: "Uh, um, e-excuse me? Is every-everything al-alright, Y-y-your Majesty?"

You: "Huh? Yeah why??"

Noelle: "...w-well..."

UR FACE LIKE "😗?" LMFAO

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*The room is staring at Lumine, in a mix of like shock, fear, and a little admiration for taking ur hate?? mood swing??? so well,,

theyre just waiting on Noelle to get an answer from you as to why you hate someone u seemed to care so much about, esp since they were ur first vessel 💀

look what you did their poor hearts u gonna give them a heart attack soon

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Noelle: "A-a-a-a-are y-y-you s-sure??"

SHE IS SWEATIN

You: "🤨🤨??"

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*Lumine finally notices why theyre all quiet and kinda concerned looking, bc u sure as hell wouldnt 😭 (i mean it is normal speech for u)

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And Lumine's like: "No Noelle we're all good! It's just how Your Grace's home world, er, speaks for slang? Its overexagerated purposely dont worry love"

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*Im sure they dont all believe her (or even you if u tell them 😭) and are just like,, REALLY NERVOUS CHUCKLING WHILE LIKE SWEATING-

And it takes a good like 10 minutes for the conversations to start getting back to their volume again, and they all still are looking over their shoulder checking on you guys 😰

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(U did pour drinks w/o spillin tho🍻)

♡

THE TEXTING SLANNGGG

Ok, but u and Lumine would fucking write letters to people, and being the little shits pranksters u are,

(Bc u kno Teyvat dont got nothing else bc we're in the medival ages, besides having cameras- 🙄 )

And u guys r constantly-

"oh yes yes, that sounds all well and good Keqing, please inform the Qixing that I'll be there ASAP"

AND THEN-

"oh haha, silly me, i forgot that only Lumine/you get that stuff, sorryyyy 😋!!!"

SOME PUBLIC MENACES LMFAO PLEASE

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And it just spreads to ALLLL the official documents u write or literally any letters sent to anybody-

And everyone else is feeling like the friend that got sacrificed to walk in the grass instead of the sidewalk 💀💀

While also being like "??¿?¿??? 🥲🥲😀😀???"

Is this ancient code?? Why does Lumine get to know it??

Why dont the like??? really old deities understand it??!!

But then nerds like Tighnari, Albedo, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Sucrose, Ayaka, Kokomi, Xingqiu, Childe, Yanfei, Shenhe, Kazhua, Sara, Ayato, Heizou, Cyno, Kaeya

Try to "solve" the letters or slang, poor things and not a single one of them gets it (y did u do this to them lmao)

(God i finally looked at a character list so i wouldnt leave anyone out, but theres so many of these fucks by now help)

^^^But all these ppl try to solve it in different ways/for different reasons that im too lazy to type out individually, u can see it right??

Some see this as an ancient scholarly code thing, some of them think of it like a rlly hard puzzle, and some just rlly want to put the mental effort into knowing/not being left out 😭😭

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And if anybody happens to see some letter exchanges w/ Lumine or like any written responses, you do not. stop. using. text slang. back to back.

(Like what u put in the ask💀)

And its so miserable for those characters mentioned especially, bc they look like scrambled letters 😭

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Honestly them seeing u two talk to each other via letters just proves that the letters even mean anything at all to them, bc how did u understand each other, otherwise???!!

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(No one would ever realize u guys were fucking around unless u told them 💀)

✨️Sorry✨️this✨️isnt✨️that✨️great✨️i✨️just✨️wanted✨️ to✨️ expand✨️ on✨️ what ✨️u ✨️already ✨️had ✨️nothing ✨️new✨️ 🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️

I felt feral and out of it when i wrote this, i literally dont remember a single word i typed on that bullet list..

SO i still have asks/requests im gonna answer but i will be posting my follower event poll!! CLICK ME :) ♡

Yall get to choose what i write about for some posts :D

(You can be a new follower!)

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BTW

UR SO BIG BRAIN SMART 2ND RANDOM U EVEN THOUGHT ABT TEYVATIAN LETTERS GETTING INCLUDED ADHJSLALASLL

WHAT A GENIUS

I hope my shit writing was somewhat ok of a reply to read to pay u back for that great idea lol

Cheers,

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♡the beloveds

@karmawonders

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[seasonal-writes]

soft sappy romantic college AU ranchers at the end of a long day. that is all <3

so uh. remember how i said i'd do these requests? how i said they'd help me get back into writing and such? well! um! don't mind that that was. months ago. anyway, here is a very short little drabble from College AU, which i made a while back with the asker above, my good buddy theo! i haven't talked about it much on here but for some context if everyone else is interested: uh imagine ranchers but they are semi-secretly seeing each other and tango has to climb into jimmy's bedroom window to see him most nights. that's all you really need to know. :) i just wanted a lil bit of fluff tonight and this called to me, so thank you for the request, theo! sorry it took me so long. <3 hopefully this is okay, haha.

As soon as Tango hops into the bedroom, Jimmy can tell it has not been a good day.  Maybe it’s the paleness of his face that is usually more flushed, or the curl of his brow in the focus on pulling the window closed, but he looks.. spent. 

Jimmy turns away from the bright screen of his laptop, the habitual smile of a familiar entrance a little less bright once Tango looks at him. 

“Hey,” he says.

Tango’s blond hair is a mess, the parts usually slicked back now loose and dangling across his forehead. His eyes look dim, mouth drawn down in a perpetually grumpy expression. 

“Hi,” Jimmy says softly, “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m alright," Tango says, rather un-convincingly, with how his voice is so flat and almost lifeless. He crouches down, unfastening the laces on his boots, as he usually does. It makes Jimmy feel excited, that small guarantee in simply removing his shoes that Tango will be there for more than just a brief visit. Though, the excitement is run over by a wave of worry.

“Pardon me if that doesn’t feel very convincing,” Jimmy says, smiling just a little, “Y’don’t really look alright..” 

Halfway through unlacing his other boot, Tango’s hands go limp as he deeply sighs. He doesn’t look at Jimmy, eyes falling shut for just a second, as if the very action tires him. 

“Just been a long day,” he says, “Tired.” 

Jimmy’s mouth twitches with a frown, already feeling his heart ache at Tango’s worn expression. 

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No,” Tango says firmly, standing up once he’s done. He kicks off his boots and moves further into the room, socked feet padding against the creaky wooden floor. 

While Jimmy thinks to push, he knows better. His eyes follow Tango across the room, just as he sits at the edge of the bed. 

“You- You didn’t have to come by tonight, if you wanted to just go home,” Jimmy says, suddenly feeling an odd wave of guilt, “I really don’t mind.” 

“We planned to meet up,” Tango hums with a shrug, “You still wanted to hang out, right?”

“Well, always. But y’know-”

“Jimmy, it’s fine,” Tango grunts, “I wanted to see you. Like I said, I’m just a little worn out, okay?”

Tango’s eyes focus down at his hands in his lap, which wring and rub at each other. Jimmy stands from his chair immediately, wandering over. One hand finds Tango’s forearm, while the other gently pushes its way between Tango’s hands and curls into an oddly executed clasp. He can feel how Tango’s hand twitches a bit before relaxing, clearly not expecting it. 

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk? I’m all ears, you know,” Jimmy says. 

Jimmy offers a smile, despite knowing Tango won’t really look at him. There looks to be consideration from Tango for a moment, but he just shakes his head. 

“Alright. That’s fair,” Jimmy hums, giving Tango a gentle squeeze of the hand, “What can I do? Anything?” 

Tango looks up at him, finally. He reaches his free hand up, knocking it free of Jimmy’s grip on his forearm and pokes at Jimmy’s chin. He brushes his calloused thumb across the stubble there, soft scratching noises coming off it. It shifts from chin strokes, to holding the side of his face, to that same thumb brushing over his cheekbone. Jimmy can’t help it when he giggles a little. 

“Seriously, love, what can I do for you?” he asks softly. 

There are quiet mumbles of something under Tango’s breath, who pulls at Jimmy’s hand. Taking the hint, Jimmy stands up, allowing his wrist to be yanked while Tango moves further onto Jimmy’s bed. 

Jimmy cocks an eyebrow, especially as Tango lets go and adjusts himself a bit, arms now outstretched to Jimmy. It takes a moment and in a rather intelligent move, Jimmy points to himself. 

“Yes, you,” Tango says. 

“You want me?” Jimmy asks, a little shocked, and partially amused. 

“No, I just want to sit here with my arms out,” Tango says sarcastically, then does a small grabby motion with his hands, “Come on, less talk-y, more crush-y.” 

With a snort, Jimmy crawls onto his bed. A little awkwardly, he slips into the space between Tango’s arms, wrapping his own around the thin waist in a tight embrace. The two tip back, momentum taking them and flopping into the cushy comforter underneath. Jimmy makes an oof noise, now enveloped in a very pleasant warmth. He feels Tango wrap his legs around his waist, squeezing, and everything in Jimmy feels like it comes to life. He will admit, in the fairly short time they’d been together, he still wasn’t used to this. Jimmy still worries of being too stiff, or causing damage, or just not doing this.. correctly.

But Tango stares up at him, lips parted as a long breath escapes. There is a sense of melting underneath Jimmy, with how Tango’s once tense body now relaxes beneath his weight. 

Okay, maybe he was nervous, but he likes how that feels. 

“Better?” Jimmy says quietly.

“Yeah. Better,” Tango says, “Been waitin’ for this all day.”

Jimmy feels his stomach flutter. “You- really?”

“Mhmm,” Tango hums, his free hands grabbing at Jimmy’s face and holding him gently. He smiles big now, tired eyes looking even more sleepy, but in a much nicer way than before. 

“..Oh.” 

Feeling a bit flustered, Jimmy’s face heats up. 

“What? Never been told someone wants to get under you before?” Tango asks, a once sweet expression turning to something a bit more cheeky— and if steam could shoot out of his ears like a hot kettle, Jimmy is sure it would. He drops his face, averting his gaze.

“Why did you have to say it like that?” he asks. 

Tango bursts into laughter, shaking entirely underneath him. 

“Because you look so scared,” Tango coos, “Loosen up.” 

“You’re the one who’s had a long day,” Jimmy retorts, “You should be the one relaxing.”

“I’d relax much easier if I wasn’t lying underneath a literal plywood board. Come on, Angel, lean on me.”

Jimmy looks at him, wrinkles his nose, and nods. His back muscles, a little more tense than he thought, slowly disengage. More and more parts of their torsos, their hips, their chests, all press against one another. The warmth gets more intense. They sink further into each other and Jimmy tries hard to take a deep breath. It feels so close, their chins bumping into each other, which prompts quiet chuckles and a mumbled apology. When there are no sudden cries of pain, no demands for him to get away, Jimmy’s odd breathing pattern begins to even out. 

Okay, Tango was right—it did feel much nicer. The two lay in a warm, cozy heap, only the distant sound of a late spring breeze in tune with their own gentle breathing to be heard. His room is dark, only the yellow-y desk light on Jimmy’s desk illuminating their faces in a soft outline.

“There we are,” Tango whispers, “See?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Jimmy says, still flushed, “I know, you were right.” 

“Always,” Tango says, “And this is perfect, you know why?”

“Why?”

Suddenly, and rather overwhelmingly, Tango leans his face unbearably close. Jimmy nearly lurches back, but Tango’s arms wrapped around his neck makes it a little difficult. 

“Because I can reach you much better now,” Tango whispers. 

He then reaches up, pulling Jimmy into a slow kiss. A surprised hum escapes Jimmy, but he does not falter, instead taking the kiss into stride. It’s brief but so sweet, Tango coming out of it with a big grin. Unable to help it, Jimmy laughs, voice now a little squeaky and raspy. 

“Was that your plan the whole time?” he asks. 

“Mm.. maybe,” Tango says, shrugging lightly, “It was just too easy. Had to go for it.”

“Of course, there were just no other options,” Jimmy teases, rolling his eyes playfully. 

“Are you saying you’d prefer I didn’t do that?” 

Suddenly feeling very serious, Jimmy rapidly shakes his head. 

“No! No, no, not at all,” Jimmy rattles off, “Nope. It’s great, Tango, I like this option.”

“Mhm. That’s what I thought."

#trafficshipping #team rancher #rancher duo #holy shit? rose writing something? fucking insane concept #genuinely though this isn't. the most detailed or the most complete. or the most plot-ful. #but i like it still <3 love me some cuddly ranchy boys #seasonalwrites #seasonal-reqs

[es-draws]

hey! :) I just had a scroll through your blog, although I've definitely seen your art reblogged before. And as much as I like your art (it's very cool & hot & I love the analysing of people's gains you do!), I wanted to say I really really appreciate how respectful you talk about fat people on here! from your posts I assume that you're not fat and there are unfortunately some skinny-ish people in this kink who don't educate themselves about weight gain/fatness and are sometimes really fatphobic. so I really really appreciate your effort to look into weight/fat science and how you talk about us!! :)

(also would it be okay if I asked you to analyse my weight/size/belly like you sometimes do for askers? I was never skinny so my gain looks a bit different than others, but if you like I'd love to see what you have to say about my belly shape/size etc. 🙈)

Thank you for the kind words!

You're correct in assuming that I'm not fat. But I used to be.

I gained around 75 lbs in a short span of time, mainly from love of food and eating. I was well into obesity, and was for years. I never gained intentionally, and I never thought of myself as a gainer. But nevertheless, I was fat.

I ended up losing the weight, for a multitude of reasons. But even though I'm thin now, I understand what it's like to be fat. I understand the pleasure of it, and the pain. I've felt the affects of fatphobia and fat exclusion firsthand.

I may be a feeder, but above all else I'm a fat liberationist. I believe that all people are worthy dignity and respect - and right now, fat people are often not given the dignity and respect they deserve. If feedists want to encourage fatness, we need to strive to create a society that is supportive of fatness, too. It means ethical feedism, and ethical treatment of fat folks. It's about creating a world where it's okay to be fat. I'll always stand by that cause, fat or thin.

#es-answers #es-thinks

[pianocat939]

I have another one, let's say that the turtles S/O got kidnapped and held for ransom by some criminal. The criminal contacts the turtles to discuss price but when the turtles answer they hear s/o just causing havoc in their base and the criminal just begging them to come and pick up their gremlin, usually s/o is a well mannered and quiet individual who just likes to listen to them with a loving smile on their face, typically quiet unless provoked or asked to speak. They only flip the switch when scared or shook up like they were in this situation. Calm and collected to chaos incarnate.

They asker also said: Regarding my last ask I forgot to add once the turtle/s gets there and finds s/o they see that s/o is scared and they just cling to them apologising repeatedly.

Just saying, this is romantic since it's probably easier- not to be weird.

Tw: implied past kidnapping- kinda obv, some anxiety and guilt mentions

Well for one thing they're all going to freak out + be absolutely pissed when you're is kidnapped by a criminal of all people. And of course, they go rescue like you said-

So once they find you and you're clinging to them they're ecstatic. When you're all scared and attaching yourself to them while apologizing they're going to be shushing you and saying it's not your fault (Yes even Donnie bcs he's happy enough to be softie)

Quotes bcs quotes:

(He is crying bcs anxiety) "You're apologizing?! Excuse me but I'm the one here who didn't keep you with me! I-I...I'm sadddd! I was so scared for your life! Don't leave me ever again...please."

"Oh baby...You know I would never blame you for such a disgusting pig like him for kidnapping you! But don't worry, you're safe now, in my arms~" (Fun fact: he is extremely guilty for having you kidnapped)

"Hey. The only thing that matters most is that you're safe. With me protecting you, of course, that is a no-brainer. Now, let's go back to the lair. Clearly, I need to upgrade some security systems."

"MY DIVINITY! Oh I am so, so, so sorry! I'm such a failure of a devotee to you! letting yourself be hurt like that! Ugh...What can I ever do to make up for my unlawful deeds?"

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #blurbs #rottmnt #tmnt #tmnt 2018

[bellarkeselection]

Dr. Halstead to the Rescue

Hi Shy Anonymous asker here is your request. I hope I did it justice ❤️- Reader is new in Chicago, to start a new life away from her abusive ex. Will soon gets to know that she's all alone in Chicago and he begins to care for her especially after she's released from the hospital. I think of Will is slowly gaining her trust, nursing her back to health

Some people believe in fate or destiny. I wasn’t one of those people during most of my life until one night changed everything for me. I only remember pieces of the accident that night. It was raining heavily in Chicago where I was looking for a hotel for the night. I had jumped on the first available flight away from my abusive ex boyfriend.

Driving down the road that night I saw his phone number come through the phone where I took my eyes off the road for a split second. “You’ve got to be kidding. It’s not going to happen Tony!…argh!” Headlights came right up behind me and rear ended me at the stoplight throwing my head against the steering wheel.

My ears were ringing and when I brushed my hand over my head seeing blood on it when I drew my hand back. Blinking my eyes my vision was slightly blurry when someone knocked on my driver window. “Are you hurt?” A guy with auburn hair could be seen outside.

“I think I’m okay…woah geez.” I opened the door and he stepped away helping me out of the car and I stumbled into his embrace feeling dizzy.

The stranger quickly reacted, sweeping me off my feet and up into his arms. He carried me to his car and he drove me to the hospital. “Don’t worry we’re going to the hospital nearby.” He kept turning his head looking at me concerned until I passed out.

Now I had been at the hospital for a few weeks and I learned the guy that hit me and brought me here is a doctor and his name is Will Halstead. Sitting up in my hospital bed I flipped through some tv stations finding that they were playing Iron Man 3. “Hey sorry to bother you. But I wanted to check on you when I finished my rounds.” Will peaked his head inside the room moving the curtain open.

“Hey Will, you really don't need to worry about me. Nothing serious has happened since you came to check on me 10 minutes ago.” I shake my head with a chuckle while laying the remote in my lap.

He lowered his head face turning slightly red. “Sorry Y/n. I'm just really sorry about rear ending your car that night.”

“It wasn't all your fault. I took my eyes off the road to look at a stupid text from my ex. So seriously please don't take all the blame.” I raised my hands in surrender, needing him to understand the situation since he seemed like a really nice guy who wanted to please everyone.

Will looks down at my chart shrugging his shoulders. “Okay let's see. You're labs and ex Ray came back all good. I did have to mark down the bruising on your back, arms and thighs though since I wasn't sure they weren't caused by the accident until a few days later. But otherwise you should be cleared to be discharged.”

“Really…that's great.” I perked up with a smile on my face until I realized that my car was totaled and I didn't have anywhere to go. My parents were a few hours away from here but were both at work. So I'd need an apartment or somewhere else to go for a couple days. “Actually I think I'm screwed.”

Will sat the chart underneath his arm meeting my nervous gaze. “Why what's wrong?”

“I don’t have anywhere to really live at the moment. I hopped on a plane and was on my way to find a hotel room the night of the accident.” Dropping my hands in my lap I didn't say much more. Even though Will was awfully kind and caring I wouldn't allow myself to open up to him just yet.

My ex Tony had done a real number on me. I didn't pretend like he and I were fine after he first started hitting me. So when he left for work I took what money he had left me and the extra I had in my wallet and I bolted. Trusting people, especially new guys, is now going to be a lot more difficult than it used to be. But I didn’t think Halstead had feelings for me, he's just doing his job. “Oh well how about you live with me for a little while until you find your own place and can get back on your feet?” He suggested laying my chart on the foot of the bed.

“Will, I can’t ask that of you.” I declined his generous offer not wanting to be intruding in on his private space.

Yet the young and attractive dr was instant when he sat down as close as he could on the bed. “I know you're not asking. I'm offering.”

“I…that's awfully nice of you.” I complimented seeing a smile grace his face brightly. “So I'll accept it, Dr. Halstead.”

Will got back up to his feet grabbing the chart and drawing open the curtain that showed the rest of the hospital floor to patients. He glanced over his shoulder at me. “I'll go start your discharge paperwork and then we can go get you some better food then what they serve here. My shift gets done at five but I'll take you to my apartment a little earlier so you can get settled in.”

“Dr. Halstead, why are you really being this nice to me. Is it because you feel guilty about the accident or is it some other reason?” I questioned with a tilting of my head trying to figure him out but my mind was still going blank.

The Dr shifted his body so he was facing me when he answered my question with that cheeky smile he had every time he came to check on me. “I dp feel guilty for what happened, yes. But that's not the only reason.”

“What's the other reason then?” I asked curiously.

He smiled back quickly, shifting his gaze to his shoes when his face turned red. “I fairly sure there is a slim chance you feel the same but…I don't know how it happened. I just found myself developing a crush on you.”

“Oh wow. I'm flattered.” I covered my heart with my hand feeling my face turning red for some unknown reason.

Will rubbed the back of his neck finally leaving the room. “Yeah uh…I'll come see you later to leave. Enjoy your movie.” I watched him leave the room before turning the TV back on to play the movie. Shifting around in the bed to lay down in a better position my mind wandered away from what I was watching and I found myself thinking of Will.

He seemed like an amazing guy compared to how Tony treated me. And maybe just maybe if I was brave enough someday in the future Will would know that I also found myself having a crush on him.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

#will halstead x reader #will halstead #chicago med #chicago med x reader #car accident #doctor care #ask box is open for anything #comments really appreciated

[gaymurdersalad]

[in tune to "It's Been So Long" by the living tombstone] Its been so long......since Chribs has posted on gaymurdersalaaaad.....we miss the colored weirdoooos...... 😔

[ HEY GUYS!

You’re right, Dear Asker, it has been so long! I took a little trip into the winding void of liminal hell and had to fight for my very soul, and yes, I do have a slideshow of the sights prepared, but I’m sure you all don’t want to see that. It’s fine. I’m fine.

On a real note my friends, I got hit with the worst workload I have ever had in my entire life. School is a bitch right now. End of the year coming up. Exams. GPA. All the fun stuff of which I’m sure is triggering many an unpleasant sensory experience in your fellow struggling brains. Long story short, I got so busy I could barely draw, then got hyper fixated on a TV show, picked up three others, then stardew valley got an update and I’ve been gnawing the meat off of that poor game’s bones for like the past week now. I’ve been so exhausted that all I can do is play game and watch show when I get home. I’m not promising that this will improve either, but I am on spring break finally, so who knows how that will shape up.

Thank you all for being patient with me. I still check my notifications and I still smile every time one of you reblogs or shoots an ask into the void mailbox. It’s keepin’ me going! When I’m writing essay after essay I think about the blog and everything I’m gonna do once I spare an ounce of motivation and free time and I get all giddy and excited and shit! It’s awesome! I love this place and I love you all very much!

I haven’t got much else to say now. I have indeed spent all day {first completing an essay} watching Wendigoon and playing stardew… So I guess I’m a boygirl of my word in that regard. I hope you all will like what’s coming next! I’ve got some concrete stuff planned and I’ve been playing around with a couple fun things to throw in for. Fun. Possibly. Phone Related. You didn’t hear that from me though.

Goodbye y’all! Thank you all for your patience! Your regularly scheduled programming will resume, uh… Un-Regularly! Alas it shall resume!

Yours Chribsfully,

~ Mod Chribs ]

#not salad

[yukidragon]

Scam PSA

Be aware that if someone sends you an ask begging you for money, or to share their post with information about how to send them money, it is a scam.

There is no dying/dead relative. There is no sick pet. There is no poor soul who was kicked out of their parents' house with nowhere to go.

People who genuinely are in need of assistance seek out charities, GoFundMe, and the like, where there is oversight to the donation process. They are places that are very good at stamping out people who exploit their site to scam people out of money. This is why scammers usually avoid those places so they don't get caught.

Scams like this are preying on your kind nature and desire to help those in dire straits. They target trending tags and go after those who have reblogged posts about how to donate to those suffering actual tragedies, like the one in Palestine.

When you get one of these asks, don't respond to it. Do not engage.

The scammer will ask for a private response. This is to minimize the risk that people will realize that it's a copypasta. Chances are, if you do a search quoting parts of it, you'll find the same ask posted elsewhere. Often times you'll find these asks came from multiple different blogs that no longer exist because they got caught.

Here is a recent scam ask that I received. I am posting it in full so that people can know what to look out for.

Hey, hi! Im really sorry for sending this, i just hope im not overstepping any boundaries as I’m about to ask help which is very important right now :( our cat, Sleepy needs an urgent vet care. She is pain and I can't afford to pay the vet to help her so I'm reaching out to ask for help, I mean even if you can’t help monetarily, reblogging or sharing it would truly mean a lot. She is my daughter’s best friend and she’s all I have left of my mom who passed away last 2021. In case you’d be insterested to help, I have pinned the post on my blog, please try to also answer the ask privately as some people tend to get weird on this stuff. Please send us prayers, be safe. ♥️🙏

If you're still unsure, check the asker's blog. Even if they have an icon and some info listed to pass the initial bot test, there are other signs to look out for.

Was the blog recently created?

Was the pinned post made about the time the blog was created?

Is the pinned post full of popular tags unrelated to the requested donation?

Is there a focus on other donation posts in the reblogs?

Were the other reblogs also made around the time the blog was created?

Can you find the images/text in the pinned post elsewhere on unrelated pages?

Remember, this is a person digitally knocking door to door asking for money while giving everyone they come across a very sad story to pull at their heartstrings. If you would be wary of a stranger coming up to you on the street to ask you for money, be just as wary as someone sliding into your inbox.

Remember that there are plenty of people who prey on your kindness. They will lie, and many of them are very good at it. They don't feel bad about manipulating you and making you feel like you're the bad person for denying them. They don't care about you or others, they only care about themselves.

Stay safe out there.

#Donation Scam #PSA #Scammers #Scam Alert #pet donation scam #signal boost #important info

[natalynsie]

3 Times Cody Fell for Noah's Voice (And 1 Time He Told Him) (Noco Oneshot)

[this is a request for an anonymous asker. hope you enjoy, especially after the long wait!]

“Hey,” Cody greeted his new roommate as he walked through the door. “I’m Cody, I’m your new roommate.”

The boy who was already in the room, laying down on an already made bed sat up just to look at Cody. He had a book in one hand, and once he caught a glance of Cody, he returned to his book.

“Uh… are you okay?”

The boy nodded. Cody dropped his luggage on the empty side of the room.

“Well you’re just not talking or anything-”

“I’m reading. My name is Noah. Stop bothering me.”

“Oh, sorry,” Cody apologized.

Noah. That was a nice name. Cody had obviously heard it before, it was a common name, but part of it was how it sounded specifically from Noah.

In short, Noah had a nice voice. It was smooth and soothing. But Cody had a feeling he wouldn’t hear it all that much.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Fuck,” Cody dropped his pen on the table, rubbing his eyes. It was past eleven at this point. Cody was doing his math homework, and Noah laid in bed on his laptop.

Noah turned his gaze to Cody. “Do you need help?”

Cody sat up straight, and turned his chair to face Noah. “Yeah. I’m stuck. Are you in multivariable calculus?”

Noah nodded, although it was hard to see in the dark. Cody was using a flashlight to see his paper, the lights in the room were off. Noah stood up and made his way to Cody’s desk, and Cody turned his chair back around.

“Quadric surfaces,” Noah whispered. “I know this.”

Cody picked up his pencil, and Noah started whispering directions on how to do the problem. He tried to follow around, but he couldn’t pay attention. All he could think about was how Noah sounded when he whispered.

“Cody! Pay attention!”

“Sorry. I can’t really hear you. Could you just… talk normally? I don’t think you need to whisper.”

Noah sighed. “Fine,” He spoke normally again. “Now listen. The equation of a cone is x squared over a squared plus y squared over b squared equals z squared over c squared. You know that?”

“Yes.”

“So all you have to do…”

Cody listened to instructions, a little better than with the whispers. Even though he was a little distracted. Because it was so unfair that Noah was lucky enough to get such a pretty voice for free.

But, he managed to solve a whole problem! Now he just had to do the rest.

“So, you get it now?” Noah questioned.

“I think so. Thanks for the help.”

“No problem.”

“Really? It sort of sounded like a problem.”

“Oh. Well it isn’t.”

Cody smiled. “I thought you didn’t like being bothered.”

“I can make an excuse once in a while.”

~~~~~~~~~~

“Beat again,” Noah smiled. Cody’s mouth hung open wide. Yet again, he’d been pummeled to the ground easily in Kosmic Kaos by Noah. Flawlessly.

“I don’t even know how you do that,” Cody looked at Noah in disbelief, controller loose in his grip.

Noah smiled proudly, sitting up straight for once in his life. “These are the skills that have kept me from having a girlfriend all my life,” He joked. “That among other things.”

Cody grinned himself. Ever since Noah had helped him with his math homework, Cody stopped being afraid of asking Noah to do things with him. And he realized he and his roommate had a lot more in common than he’d originally thought. They both loved Kosmic Kaos and Dragon Assassin, had similar taste in movies (even though Noah mostly made fun of them), and they took a lot of the same classes, so they were able to help each other with homework (well, more Noah helped Cody and Cody said he’d get him back someday). And they were still different enough to not get bored. Cody actually had interest in school, so he got to blab about his in-depth personal research with Noah for hours, while Noah would listen. Noah got to talk about his favorite books, and convince Cody to read them sometimes. And Noah and Cody made fun of each other for their different opinions on sports (Noah couldn’t stand them, but Cody always tried to get him to play dodgeball with their friends on weekends).

“Well, maybe I can make up for being worse at video games than you by scoring with the ladies.” Cody finger-gunned.

Noah snorted. “Yeah right. All myth no legend.”

Cody shut up. Not because Noah totally obliterated him, but because he was a little flushed. Myth had rolled off of Noah’s tongue so perfectly. Cody was floored to say the least.

Noah’s voice wasn’t the only thing about him that was perfect. He had silky brown hair, a charming sense of humor, and deep, brown eyes. Sometimes Cody just had to stare at them.

And he had perfect, unchapped lips. Lips that Cody just wanted to-

“Cody? Are you okay?”

Cody coughed, a little too loud to be natural. “Yeah. Nothing’s wrong.”

Noah raised an eyebrow at that.

~~~~~~~~~~

“But Justin doesn’t want that song on the album, he thinks it’s too unfinished,” Cody ranted. He was sat mirroring Noah on Noah’s bed. It had been a stressful week for his band. Things weren’t working out with the other members, and they couldn’t choose which songs they should include on their new album, and they only had a week left to decide. “So, what do you think?”

“I think I know absolutely nothing about music. I barely even listen to it myself.”

Cody’s eyes just about bulged out of his head. “You what? You don’t listen to music?”

Noah shrugged. “It just isn’t for me. I mean, I like the instrumentals in a few Santana songs, but generally I don’t like music all that much.”

“I mean, everyone likes Santana, come on.”

Noah brushed him off silently.

“Dang it, now you got Black Magic Woman stuck in my head by bringing him up.”

Cody grabbed and opened his laptop from behind him, looking up the song. He clicked on the first audio that appeared after he searched it up. Noah smiled softly.

Cody tapped his pencil against his notebook to the tune. Noah hummed along, and Cody had a small smile on his face.

The song went on for what felt like forever and no time at all, when Noah started mumbling the lyrics to himself as he stared at his book.

Cody’s eyes were wide as he stared at Noah’s moving lips. When the lyrics ended, briefly, he went back to humming, and when the lyrics started, he mumbled again. Call Noah the black magic man, because Cody was enchanted.

When the song ended, Cody was stuck staring at Noah. Noah finally looked up and at Cody. “What?”

“You know,” Cody hung a hand on the back of his neck, “you have a really pretty voice.”

“Oh.” Noah looked like a deer in the headlights. “Thanks,” he muttered sheepishly, averting his eyes.

“No problem,” Cody smiled, a bit more confident. He reached out for Noah’s hand and loosely held his fingertips.

Noah looked back at him with a small smile.

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[erin-bo-berin]

Fluffy steve asker here- could you potentially do some like fluffy smut if that makes sense like hard day at work ect and comes home to just snuggles and then just soft kinda smut

Ooh I like this idea! But, hopefully you don’t mind, it will be Steve who gets a little lovin’. That boy NEEDS some loving aka a lot—where do I sign up again?

Anywho, we love some fluffy smut over here 😏

I had to use this gif, I just had to. 😇

Job Well Done

Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: Smut (it gets a bit filthy I’m sorry)

The forest green employee vest was tossed on the couch with a heavy sigh.

Steve liked his job just fine. It wasn’t awful, but it wasn’t amazing either. But it was incredibly busy and long days like today when he came home from work dead on his feet, that he really despised.

He was lucky to have such an amazing girlfriend, though. You’d either have dinner homemade for him—with what little cooking skills you possessed, though you were getting better all the time—or take out from his favorite places. He’d cuddle you close while you both watched tv or while you read and he worked on his latest puzzle.

Ironically, puzzles had become something he developed a love for after starting work at Family Video. He found it relaxed him and really helped any work stress melt away. He knew it wasn’t fair to you to bring home work problems, anyways.

“Rough day?”

He instantly felt his muscles relax when he finally noticed you on the couch. He’d been so out of it, he’d nearly thrown his vest on top of you, much to your amusement.

“Hey baby,” he smiled, tiredly, arms already aching to hold you.

“You look exhausted,” you pouted, wrapping your arms around him when he sat next to you.

He pulled you close to him, glad to be at the end of the day so he could spend time with you. You rested your head against his chest as you listened to him talk about his day.

“I knew it would be a disaster of a day when what was supposed to be our inventory of new movies actually turned out to be 25 pounds of carrots.”

You stifled a giggle.

“Carrots?”

“Apparently our resident Hawkins delivery man is clearly over worked,” Steve replied, voice dripping with sarcasm, “I’m assuming the grocery store received our tapes. Keith’s getting that all worked out.”

“Well least you weren’t in danger of going hungry,” you teased.

He peered down at you with an unamused look.

“Ha ha.”

“Hey, I thought it was funny,” you smirked up at him.

“Then we were short handed today which of course had to be the busiest day as of lately. Since when do so many kids come to rent a movie on a Wednesday?”

“It’s summer vacation, Steve.”

“True,” he mumbled, “So it was just me and Robin because the two high school workers were either sick or out of town on vacation. That last one didn’t go down well with Keith since the kid didn’t even ask for time off.”

Steve rolled his eyes.

“Then some dickhead teens came in and ransacked an aisle that Robin had just tidied. She was pissed and chased them into the parking lot threatening to throw the tapes at them.”

You burst out laughing.

“I can see her doing that.”

“So being the gentleman I am, I offered to clean up the mess.”

“Obviously,” you teased, finger tracing random patterns on his chest, over his shirt, “You’re such a gentleman.”

“I didn’t mind though. Robin shouldn’t have had to redo it in the first place.”

You smiled, placing a kiss on his chest.

“Which is why you’re my sweetheart.”

He hummed, contentedly.

“I ended up missing lunch hour and didn’t get to eat until three—and if you dare make another comment about the carrots I’m standing up right now and letting you fall to the floor,” he warned.

You bit back another wave of laughter.

“Message received.”

“After that, it was alright, but by that point I just wanted to come home and cuddle with you,” he sighed.

You frowned, looking up at him.

“You’re still so tense. I think I know just what you need.”

You grinned, climbing into his lap and his slow smile made your heart thud.

“Oh? What do I need?” he asked, hands coming up to your hips.

“A little relaxation.”

You leaned forward, lips meeting with his softly. You held his face in your hands, his few days worth of stubble scratching your palms.

When you tilted your head to deepen the kiss, he took the initiative, tongue gliding along your bottom lip before playfully grazing yours. After a single teasing lick into your mouth, he retreated, just his lips moving against yours.

It was only when your hand slid into his hair, gripping it roughly as you moved his head into the position that you wanted it, that he groaned into your mouth. You took the opportunity, your tongue filling engaging with his in an intricate dance as the kiss quickly became more heated.

You broke away, lips exploring the territory of his jaw, nipping along it before reaching his neck. You left hot, open mouth kisses down his neck, stopping to suck a bruise right where his neck met his shoulder—a spot that drove him absolutely crazy.

“Babe,” he groaned, arms tightening around your waist.

“Hmm?” you played innocent, pulling back so you could look at him, hands gliding up his chest.

You could already feel his cock straining in his pants and inwardly, you were glad because it would come in handy for what you had planned for him.

His hands traveled up your sides, high enough that they rested along the sides of your boobs, thumbs rubbing over your nipples through the fabric of your shirt. They puckered instantly at his attention and you shivered at the feeling.

“I love you, you know that?” he smiled, gazing up at you.

“I know,” you smiled, “I’m glad.”

“Why’s that?” his gleaming eyes sparkled, giving it away that he knew why, he just liked hearing it.

“Because I love you too.”

You could resist kissing him again and you leaned forward, doing just that. You felt Steve’s hands on your bare thighs, inching closer inwards and you stopped him, placing your hands over his gently.

He broke the kiss, looking confused and maybe even a bit hurt.

“I want you to do something for me,” you whispered.

“Okay…what?”

“Just lay back and relax, ‘kay?”

You kissed him briefly again, moving off of his lap in the process, your hand pressing against the bulge in his pants. It was only when you fell to your knees in front of him, fingers unbuttoning his jeans that he understood.

“Baby, it’s okay. You don’t have to-”

You cut him off, shaking your head.

“You do so much for me. You had a long day, let me take care of you.”

He groaned at the devious smile on your lips as you looked up at him. It was the sexiest sight ever and he wasn’t going to bother arguing with you. He wouldn’t win anyway.

You pulled down his zipper slowly, teasingly, making him anticipate it even more. He aided you in pushing his pants down his hips, pushing his boxers down with them.

Your eyes were trained on your target as it popped out of his boxers, hard and ready for you. You couldn’t help the pool of warmth that filled your stomach, like a churning lava of desire. No matter how many times you saw his cock, you had a Pavlovian response of instant lust, an instant ache for him to be buried in you. But today, you had other things in mind.

Your fingers wrapped around his shaft and he exhaled heavily, his chest already rising and falling with labored breaths as he anticipated your next move. You trailed your nails lightly down his length, teasing him with the ever so slight contact. You smirked when he cursed.

“I thought you were supposed to be taking care of me, not teasing me,” he whined, clearly impatient.

You ignored him, leaning down to kiss the tip of his head, already leaking with pre-cum. Your gaze shot up to his as your tongue licked a slow, full circle around the head before you closed your lips around him, giving a short suck.

“Fuck,” he breathed, becoming even more aroused at the sight of you with your lips wrapped around his cock.

Your hand gripped his shaft firmly, giving his velvety length a few strokes before you pulled it away, licking a stripe up to the base. For your return trip, your tongue swirled, licking back down on the underside of him.

You finally gave in to his whimpers and pleads, Steve clearly going crazy above you and you took him in your mouth, cheeks hollowing out as you sucked him.

“Baby, oh god, yes,” he moaned, hand threading into your hair.

With a glance up at him, you saw his head thrown back against the couch cushion, eyes closed in bliss, lips parted just slightly, his chest rumbling with his moans.

You pushed down further, taking more of him into your mouth, steadily licking and sucking, your little movements of your tongue making his hips buck upwards.

“God, Y/N, you’re so good,” he mumbled, clearly lost to the pleasure, numerous compliments falling from his lips.

You finally took the rest of him in your mouth and Steve thought he’d got crazy. Your mouth was so warm and your lips around his cock felt so good. He lifted his head, teeth digging into his bottom lip as he watched your head bob and mouth move over him, your eyelashes almost flush with your skin as you concentrated on pleasing him.

His fingers tightened in your hair and he had to will himself not to fuck the ever living shit out of your mouth when he hit the back of your throat, feeling you swallow around him. It wasn’t often you actually deep throated him as you were still wary of your experiences with it, so he knew you really meant what you’d said about taking care of him by treating him to this. Of course, if it was solely up to him to judge, you were amazing at the skill.

“Oh my god. Fuck,” he groaned, as your hand replaced where your mouth had been.

You retreated, half of him still in your mouth as you slid your mouth over him again and again, your hand pumping the rest of his length. The harder he gripped your hair in his hand, the harder it was for you to keep from moaning yourself.

When his grip tightened again, you moaned against him and the reverberations sent him even closer to the downward spiral of his orgasm.

“Sweetheart, I’m gonna cum,” he croaked, trying to give you fair enough warning, though he was sure you could tell by now.

You knew the louder he got, the more desperate his moans got that he was dangerously close to his end. He tapped your shoulder with his other hand, trying to warn you he was close, in case you weren’t fully comfortable with him finishing in your mouth.

But you stayed rooted to the spot, fully committed to sucking him dry. You retreated a bit, back to sucking on his head, tongue licking just underneath it, causing him to tense. He was moments away and you slid your mouth a little further down, one half of him being sucked by your mouth and the other being squeezed in your grasp.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he cursed, all sensible thought gone from his head other than your mouth on his dick, “Oh, Y/N.”

His hips bucked once again off the couch as he came, his moans of your name echoing off the living room walls. You took all he had as his orgasm hit and you swallowed the salty liquid like a champ—something you’d only do for Steve.

You sat back on your heels, discreetly wiping your mouth with the bottom of your palm and looked up at him, seeing a satisfied and blissed out grin on his face. He reached out, thumb brushing your cheek lovingly.

“How’d I get so lucky?”

Ironically, it was such a statement like that, that made tour cheek heat and not any of your previous actions. He chuckled at your sudden shyness and reached out for you as you joined him back on the couch. While you got settled, he pulled his boxers back up, forgoing his jeans, kicking them all the way off. When he was done, he pulled you into his arms.

“Does this mean whenever I have a bad day now, I get a blow job?” he asked with an amused grin.

“No,” you smiled, resting your head on his shoulder, glad that the previous tension had left his body.

“You’ll get blow jobs simply because I want to spoil you.”

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